poem for this week's juxtapositions

“Concurrence,” by Denise Levertov

Each day’s terror, almost
a form of boredom—madmen
at the wheel and
stepping on the gas and
the brakes no good—
and each day, morning-glories
faultless, blue, blue sometimes
flecked with magenta, each
lit from within with
the first sunlight

source: http://www.religionconflictpeace.org/volume-1-issue-2-spring-2008/anger-grief-and-art-peacemaking